My year of soul-searching has brought me to an interesting place this spring. As I struggle to overcome illness I find myself faced with the need to rest more and do less. For some this is easy and natural. For me it is a challenge and struggle. My weekends are typically a whirl-wind of classes, cleaning, projects and socializing. By the time Monday morning rolls around I’m worn out and in need of a weekend – but my weekend is gone. This illness has forced me to stop, think, and prioritize all aspects of my life, even the most mundane. Take last Saturday for example:
7:30 a.m. – I wanted to bake muffins, but needed to run to the grocery store for a few ingredients. Or I could have eggs and toast. I chose eggs and toast to save energy and time.
8:00 a.m. – I made my grocery list but chose to grocery shop on Sunday.
8:30 a.m. – Shower but skip doing my hair to save time and energy
9:00 a.m. – Sewing lessons (another blog post for another day!) I stayed an hour and a half longer than planned and enjoyed conversation I would have otherwise missed. While talking with my fellow student and instructor I found a new inspiration, a new challenge and a new friend. What a treat!
1:30 p.m. – Visit with the Hines while they built garden boxes and enjoyed an afternoon of sunshine.
6:00 p.m. – Carry out vegan sushi dinner as I was getting tired and chose to save my remaining energy for one last activity
7:30 p.m. – Evening walk with my wonderful husband
While this looks like a full day to many, I left a lot behind. I did not go to the party Saturday night as I was getting tired and preferred to spend time with Bird only. I did not do my laundry in favor of spending more time with our friends that afternoon. I chose to grocery shop on Sunday after yoga as the Whole Foods is on the way. I did not complete my beading project. I did not cook a gourmet meal. I did not blog.
I did, however, have a wonderful, simple day with minimal requirements and maximum enjoyment. For me, this was a different kind of day. This minimal take on my daily activities is having a bigger impact in the rest of my life than I had expected. I feel less stressed. I enjoy my time more. I notice more (a lovely sunset, a beautiful stranger). I savor more (a rare meal out, a lengthy conversation with a friend). I am not sure, but I think I might be a better wife and I know I’m a better cat mom (there has been more time for snuggling).
While it is grand to be productive, it is Divine to slow down. I challenge you, my readers, to find a way to slow down this weekend. What can you forego to make time to enjoy someone or something more? What do you notice that you had previously missed?